Tensei Oujo wa Kyou mo Hata o Tatakioru

After a long silence, his uncle lays down his eyes and exhales for a long time.

"It's... it's a stupid imitation."

Sitting on the sofa and looking up at the ceiling, his uncle put his hands together on his stomach.

The groaning voice is filled with suffering.

"Are the prime ministers and generals still far away? If they had been by my side, I might have stopped the King's rampage."

"The King is obsessed with the Demon King. You two wouldn't have listened to each other if you had spoken up."

Raptors retained their form as powerful nations because of the power of their closest associates. Because I understand that, I think the King also listened relatively well to the stories of his closest associates.

Except for the demon king.

No matter how hard you complain, you can't listen.

On the contrary, the handicapped proximity was distracted.

"Bullshit. Even if you get the Demon King, you'll just have to hold it."

I glanced lightly at my uncle's words, which made me throw up.

The name "Demon King" is known all over the world, but for most humans it is just a villain in the ghost.

Threatening role to put a child to bed late at night. It's not even a story of the distant past, it's just a fabrication.

In our country, for some reason, it is often portrayed not as a villain, but as a role in saving lives that are about to be lost, but as such. Perhaps very few believe that demon kings exist. I thought it belonged to the King and his young children.

But what my uncle is saying does not deny the existence of the Devil himself. After affirming its existence, it sounded unnecessary.

My uncle looked at me with his eyebrows raised in a mood. The question appeared on his face. After a few seconds of thinking, my uncle murmured as briefly as he thought of something.

"Speaking of which, you don't know because you're a princess. Raptors have an old tradition that only royal boys can teach."

"... is that okay for me to ask?

"Heritage is a glorious way to say it, but I think it's a kind of delusion that I don't know how much it's true. But let's just keep this to ourselves."

My uncle began to speak in a light tone.

"Paranoia?"

"Oh, Raptor, the royal family is a monstrous delusion that inherits the blood of the Devil."

The faint sound of "hah" leaked out of my mouth when I was stunned. There's nothing unexpected about it. The story flew where I didn't even imagine the shards.

A long time ago, the head of our ancestors' family fell ill.

The chief, who realized that he had only a short life because of an incurable disease, put his trust in God, and it is unclear what means he used, but it will be the progeny of the demon king.

Having thus acquired a healthy body and powerful powers, the Captain founded the Raptor kingdom without leaving behind the powerful tribes around him.

Unfortunately, it was sealed before unifying the world, but his son became the next king, dreaming of the resurrection of the Devil King and leaving a legacy...

Briefly summarizing my uncle's story in my head, I lay my hand on my forehead and drooped.

"... please wait"

I have a headache, not a metaphor.

Assuming that the Demon King existed, there were too many strange points.

My uncle, who was watching me, smiled bitterly in tune.

"That's why I told you I was delusional. I wonder if there is a mix of desire and legend, and the original form has not been preserved yet?

May I speak to the left?

I was tired of my voice, but I didn't feel like repairing it.

Our ancestors became the descendants of the Demon King while preserving their ego. And is that what the King thinks if he is a descendant of the royal family, he can control the Demon King?

Use that powerful force to get the world.

"So, what do you think? Do you need a demon king?

"I don't need it."

Immediately, my uncle nodded satisfactorily.

"Even if the legacy is all true, what is the basis for being able to control it? If you get it, you just destroy yourself."

"I agree. If Nabel keeps such dangerous goods, he can keep them forever."

Our opinion, which is rationalism, was unanimous.

No matter how magnificent and romantic the story may be, it makes no sense to continue if it turns out that there is no profit. I don't know how to use a weapon, but it's less than garbage.

Well, let's talk nonsense around here and talk more meaningfully.

That's right. We have a little more time left. We must settle before the people freeze and starve to death. "

A nation cannot be built without its people.

It is not about love or mercy, but if the people starve to death, the country will all die. If only the nobles survived, it would be over if there were no working people.

"Inserting a new neck is the decision... to increase the number of allies first"

Waking up from the back of the sofa, his uncle scratched up his disturbed forehair and flushed it backwards. There is no emptiness in the appearing eyes until now.

"I'd like to speak to the Prime Minister and the General, but the King will be vigilant if I get close by accidentally."

Even a short-circuited fool does not fail to restrain those who threaten his power. Because my uncle is the biggest victim, I'm sure he understands.

"I'll contact you first. I know the Chancellor's son."

Well then, I'll leave it to you. I'll go see Lord Ittenbach, the lead duke. My head is hard, but I'm not the one who doesn't understand. Depending on the negotiations, we can pull them in. "

When I heard Lord Ittenbach, I thought of an embarrassing old man's face, and I frowned.

"Don't cross too dangerous a bridge."

"Are you worried?

You understand my concern, but you stare at your uncle who slaps you lightly.

"Yeah, I'm worried about myself. His majesty's reckless actions will also lead to my destruction."

Apart from saying I'm sorry to bother you, my uncle raised his shoulders.

"My life is wasted, too. But if you don't be a little reckless, you won't make it."

"But if His Highness falls, this country will be finished. We need you to move more carefully."

Now, shall I buy you a hand that you can use to trade?

The voice of a man breaks into my conversation with my uncle.

Looking in the direction of the voice, the glass door leading to the balcony was open, and someone stood with their back against the wall beside them.

I cannot see my face because I am wearing a dark coat from my head.

But with his body and voice, I could speculate that he was a young man.

I didn't feel a sign until now.

Probably a detective, an assassin.

I rudely broke into the conversation, so my uncle's son-in-law's secret line disappeared. Just because we're targets doesn't mean we can't speak up.

A noble spy who feels threatened by the status quo. No, the person will make contact even if it is not explored. If so, hello.

"Maybe you're Nabel's spy?

My uncle seems to have come to the same conclusion as I did.

The voices asked remained normal and the shards did not contain upset.

"I've been waiting for a contact from Nabel, but getting in so easily makes me feel complicated. The guards at the royal castle are quite decent."

My uncle lowers his eyebrows and laughs in trouble.

Looking at the calm man, he looked like he was thinking a little.

Then make a look that comes to mind.

"Speaking of which, it was intense to say that the King had been betrayed by a good token. It seems like I liked it rarely and used it heavily, so I couldn't forgive it enough... what if you did?

A man who seems to be a spy does not reply to his uncle's words.

However, the mouth peeking from the shadow of the coat drew a thin arc.

"Well, then it's only natural that you understand the structure of the castle and the placement of the soldiers."

If my uncle's words are true, this man is dangerous.

But we can't afford to play the bridge with Nabel.

In the first place, all the information would have gone to the Kingdom of Nabel.

Dealing with this man alone will not change anything. Things just get worse.

There is no way to survive but to obey.

"... His Majesty the King of Nabel is a wonderful man."

I'm gonna put a blade to your throat, and I'm gonna help you, so I don't want you to beg.

I heard that King Nabel is a man of character, but he doesn't seem to have a good personality. At least it's not like that honest, backward-looking princess.

"If you don't need any help, I'll leave you alone."

The man tells the story in a quiet manner.

"The innocence of the people will hurt your heart, so I only reached out once. If they refuse, that's it."

There is no subject. Still, my uncle and I would have thought of the same person.

A girl who is the scales of the kingdom of Nabel and is called a treasure.

"It is your freedom to resist and choose the path of decline.... as far as I'm concerned, I'd be glad to see you disappear from the map."

A man discards himself with a horrible voice.

And yet, it was so creepy that there was still a smile on my mouth.

The presence in front of me is horrible and looks like an unidentified monster.

"... I just want to fight it. I wonder if you could help me."

The man nodded yes to his uncle, who said in a bitter voice.